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True Confessions of a Stay at Home Dad
This is a blog about my life. My wife and I have three kids, ages six, three and one. Last year I gave up my gig as a middle school teacher to stay home with my kids full-time. This past year has been the most challenging, easy, relaxing, stressful, fun, tiring and rewarding year of my life.

My wife Amanda and I have been married for seven years. She spends her days (and nights and weekends) as an overworked Medical Resident.

Our oldest daughter, Eloise, is a bright, sweet, emotional first grader that loves to talk (she gets it from her mom). When not at school she is most likely playing dress up, turning some part of our house into a playroom, or creating a craft projects that involve: glue, magazines, markers, staples, stickers, scissors, crayons, pens, and a dozen sheets of paper.

Henry, the three year old middle child, is hell on wheels. There is not a house or store Henry cannot destroy in five to seven minutes max. He loves playing with his trucks, digging in his sandbox and occasionally putting on his sister’s pink plastic high heels.

Maggie, the one year old, is as sweet as they come. At a very early age she learned that her crying could barely be heard over the volume of her siblings. She has developed a blood curdling scream in order to get our attention that would make any horror movie producer proud.

Well there you have it, that’s pretty much my family in a nutshell.

DISCLAIMER: If you are looking for parenting advice you have come to the wrong place. Enjoy!

The Stocking cap

The Stocking cap

November 20, 2012 | 01:49 PM

This semester I started volunteer tutoring. I've been paired up with the same student for the past few weeks.

Last week we met up and he was wearing a stocking cap. I was trying to be nice and I told him I liked his cap (even though I secretly hated it because it was a Yankees cap). Complimenting the cap was a big mistake, for the rest of the time he tried to put his dirty Yankees cap on my head.

Why was I freaking out about this cap? I wasn't completely sure, but then I had a flashback to when I was in the fourth grade. I was in PE class and we were supposed to play a game using a blindfold. There was a substitute teacher there that day and he couldn't find the blindfold so he had a student get a stocking cap from his locker. Somehow I was the first one to wear it and after class head started to itch. In fact, my head is itching right now just thinking about it. I will never forget going home and telling my mom that I thought I had head lice. It was confirmed as we ran a comb through my hair and you could see those creepy little bugs barely moving on the counter. I had lice. The treatment wasn't a big deal, a trip to the pharmacy for some expensive shampoo and that was about it, but the emotional scar that left on my tiny itchy scalp still stays with me to this day.

So if you need help learning your letter sounds, some basic math skills, or just a male mentor, I will be more than happy to help, but please, leave your stocking cap at home.



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